This is a song about "Black community"

Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

When that money calls i holla back

To their backs and attract the black on black

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

And i'm sure the whole community would love to fuckin' diss you,

The villian’s back and venom black

She always comin back

God mc oh my god you gotta see

And had a good black friday

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Connecting with the community

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

But i still rap like a black

Naked woman rub my back